Thorny affection

The night was thick with an uneasy silence, the kind that only appeared when something profound was about to happen. Timbre could feel it in the air, in the way the winds seemed to whisper secrets only she could hear, and in the heaviness of her heart that thudded with anticipation. The moon, though partially obscured by a veil of clouds, cast a ghostly glow over the forest, illuminating the path that led to the ancient ruins. These ruins, hidden deep within Xavier's territory, were said to be a place of power, a place where the old spirits still roamed, waiting for someone worthy to awaken them.Timbre had spent the last few days in deep meditation under Alison's guidance, learning to harness the ancient power that had begun to stir within her. The discovery that she was more than just a lone wolf had shaken her to her core, but now, she felt a strange sense of purpose growing within her. Alison had been patient, explaining the history of their kind, the power that ran through their b